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Will you come and follow me if I but call your name?
Will you go where you don’t know and never be the same?
Will you let my love be shown, will you let my name be known,
Will you let my life be grown in you and you in me?
Will you leave yourself behind if I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind and never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare should your life attract or scare?
Will you let me answer prayer in you and you in me?
Will you let the blinded see if I but call your name?
Will you set the prisoners free and never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean and do such as this unseen,
And admit to what I mean in you and you in me?
Will you love the “you” you hide if I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside and never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found to reshape the world around
Through my sight and touch and sound in you and you in me?
Lord, your summons echoes true when I but call your name!
Let me turn and follow you and never be the same.
In your company I’ll go where your love and footsteps show.
Thus I’ll move and live and grow in you and you in me.
“The Summons” John L. Bell, © 1987, Iona Community, GIA Publications, Inc.
Well, here goes! Orientation is quickly wrapping up in Chicago, and soon I’ll be officially on my way to Madagascar. The journey still doesn’t feel real, but I could not be more excited! It has been such a blessing to spend the last week with the 90+ other YAGMs, learning more about the context in which we’ll be serving and about each other. In addition to meeting young adults who have accepted calls in Southern Africa, the U.K., Mexico, and other countries all over the world, I’ve had the opportunity to meet my cohort, the Madagasgals. These nine amazing women will be my travel buddies on the trip, as well as my companions and support system throughout the year. Once in country, we’ll have another, more extensive orientation, complete with language instruction in Malagasy.
As I’m preparing to leave, the lyrics of the hymn “The Summons” have been echoing in my mind. We sang this hymn on our very first night in Chicago during opening worship, and the words have stuck with me ever since. Although it won’t be easy to “quell the fear inside and never be the same,” that idea is also one of the most exciting parts of this adventure. I can’t wait to see how this year will change me and to witness firsthand how God is at work in Madagascar.